Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-12-16

would, no doubt, Il nut and scorn
him, but the coming night was
likely to prove bitter one. Thu
wind seemed to blow through him, aud
he stopped his head egainst the blast,
while working his wsy simless'V along 3
deep and muddy road, for In N ,vem1er
"The c0untry ways aTe full Of mire," es
Alexander Smith. now forgotten writer,
says in one of his poems.
AS yet, there had not been any sharp
trosts, and f)wers as tender as single
dahlias were still lingering in some
sheltered places, but the gardens were
shorn Of their beauty, and from the wood
land scenery even the colours Of the
au umual folisge bad departed.
A cherries drzz'e had nov begun tc
fsll-fhe same tnat Melanie was Then
watching anxj0usly from O. window; and
Dick as he shivered, thought, even The
rabbits and the bircS have homes, bus |
hsve none!"
He felt hungry, too; but on discover
ing piece of biscuit in pocket OF BIZ
round tailed Oxford jacket, he had not
the heart TO eat It, for on seeiug his dog
cycling him wistfullY, he gave it TO the
latter.
To pass the night on the open highway
was impossible, so Dick, on fodi2g him.
self near some hnystacks, burro wed a
place in one, for warmth and shelter.
He thought sadly sEd lovingly Of his
gentle and beautiful sister, who ST III st
hour-it not busy with him and his tasks
-had usually her needle actively en-
ploved; sud in fancy he could see her
soft, shining. dark brown hair, and long
dark lashes, by the ligns Of the shaded
lamp, and-ugh Uncle Grimshew, with
his pince-ntz balanced On his nose, with
his psle, shlfty eyes Coming the "money
ar icle."
How lonely, grieved and terrified Me-
lanle must be without him! Add R-geie
too-helpless Rggie. How lontly be
il ell g few natural tears escaped him;
and be drew BiDgo. his only friend and
comrsde, close to his side.
Aud when the dog, chilled with the
rain, shivered and wniped, D OK thought
vengefuly of his Aunt Chillington's pet
poodle, which slept In a mother-of- pearl
basket, that was lined with blue satin,
s ufed with down, and had scented
pockets round it; aid which dined Of
mscaroons end cream, or chicken aud
meat, minced By the lands Of his pam
peree mistress, or her odious French
maid, Clochet'e.
AZ last Dick slept, and 80 passed the
first night after he ran away from
nome"
CHAPTER XLvI SERGEANT HAwKsLEY.
Stiff, sore, and for time chilled to the
morrow in every bone, D OK Talbot swoke
Defines neXS morning, surprised hat ne
did SO without any summons from cid
Bethis Barlow, and fur some moments
could not remember how he came to be
in such q place; one so strange, aud not
ia his own little room which the kind
hands Of Melshia had SO prettilY cur
'ained and decorated fos him, So far as
ler poor means went.
Then be crept forth, and still resolved
70 return 60 more TO the abode Of his
L 0cle Grimshaw, and the, srinding life
Il tanning, neglect and irritation en-
dured there, at the hands tthat repellant
relative, be turned his steps rrsolutely, If
vaguely, SO fsr Is purpose went, towards
Woodstock.
He had no oveIcoat; snd--ugb how
cold aud bitter The n emoer atmosphere
Il; but his spirits rose with ioCOmO-
ton. The sun shone brightly, and the
world, aGG all that's therein, looked 90
much better by the light of day than the
gloom Of stsIless light.
AS Dick trod on he felt strangely free
'rte, unfettered and untram M ed. and
he lord of his own person. But how
org was hat freedom to lsst7 A live
ihoUd was to he won somehow; but not
ike the newly Fl dyed Claude Duyals ard |
Boy Brigsnds. of whom he had lately |
.eed so much in penny literature.
Hitherto, under Uncle Grimshaw, lie
lad felt some what like hunted creature |
oil the will, but not the |
,ower, to fight to desperation. Now be |
cit that the future, and all therein, must |
depend upon himself; bat the knowledge |
hat he had only few pence in his pook |
t, given secretly by Melanie, rather |
ismped these valiant resolutions.
Ere long, he found himself entering |
where the morning chimes, |
20 pleasing and so mellow, were being |
ung from the modern tower sdded 10 the |
Id chsntrY church, + unded in some IN |
vop'ed e. of fear or piety by the despica-
lie ne John.
Skirted On the west by the G'ynne,
which txnau6s into q pretty sheet OF |
water in Blepheim park, the streets ore |
.ndsome and regular; but, So the day
vas not market one, they had all the |
fitness and desertlon peculiar to those
4 small country town. Few people |
we're abroad, and-eave, perhaps, the |
j VEIN kors-teW seemed 80 have any-
hing TO do.
After lingering undoubtedly under the
iszzss Ct the town hall, which, when
sed, are adopted as market-psce,
Dick bethought him OF food, aud turning
ITO quiet little tavern named "The
which had esr6ed tile floor
I'D quaint windows OF the low kind pro-
.ctipg outward, be asked for Some bread
nd milk, which he proceeded at once to
hare aterDslly with his faithful
our footed companion, after mixing
he latter perform some OF the little
ricks for which ne was wont to reward
i'm With biscuits and bones. needless Of
be only visitor who occupied q corner of
be smnle and wsiuscotted, but exceed
ng'y shabby, cetfee room.
"Now, Bingo!" cried Dick, holding out
morst ! OF bread, "earn this"
Bingo rose p,tnrns thrice round upou
is hind feet. received the bread upon the
Up of his impudent black nose, tossed 1t
p to arrest its descent by snap, deity
nd with q laugh, For dogs do seem to
.ueh to those who study their eyes and
aces.
A tall infantry sergeant, on recruiting
ervice, IS the tri-colored ribbons etreem-
pg from his forsge indicated, was having
is "morning," or matutinal pick